The Long Wait

I heard the truck again today. Tail wagging. Ears up. Full alert. “This is it!” I barked, racing to the window. It stopped right in front of the house. A hooman hopped out with a box— I could smell it already… cardboard and hope. Then I saw the logo. Amazon. Again. sigh How many boxes do the hoomans need before mine arrives? Next day—same thing. Truck noise. Excitement. Another box. Another Amazon. By day three, I was starting to lose faith. Then, this morning— a new sound. A special kind of truck rumble. My nose twitched. My tail knew. It was… CHEWY! The box was blue. I smelled bones. I jumped, I zoomed, I wagged my tail. Finally. The right delivery. —Toby 🐾